What a bummer tonight was. To make a long story short, my WO partner brought his bar down so we would have 1 at the bench and 1 on the squat rack. We noticed they did not feel the same weight, so we weighed them...his was 38 lbs, mine 35 lbs. Now that really sucks, for the entire month we thought mine was 45 lbs, and have been believing we were lifting 10 lbs MORE then we actually were. Needless to say, we were both pissed about it and had a sub par day.
So anyway, here is my "adjusted" correct lifting log...
Bench: 180 lbs x2x2x2x2x2x2
Mil Press: 105 lbs x3x3x3x3x3x2
Pendlay Rows: 125 lbs x8x7x6 = 21
Kirk Rows: 125 lbs X6x5x5 = 16
DB Bench: 65 lbs x9x7x6 = 22
Mil Press: 80 lbs x10x8x8 = 26, up next time
Best Gym Lifts...Dosen't matter....they don't count!
Best Meet Lifts:
Squat = 325
Bench = 209
Dead = 368
Total = 902
The iron is there during my times of happiness, sadness and anger. The iron is there available through the 4 seasons and inclement weather. The iron is there to either comfort me or motivate me. The Iron manages to show me how strong I am or how humble I need to be. The iron does not yell, but it always demands respect. The iron is not a disciplinarian, but when disrespected, I feel it for a long time. The iron does not love or hate, but we definitely share a strong bond. And no matter how far I stay away or for how long, the iron is there, waiting to be lifted.